rafe cameron · outer banks · possessive · touch starved · wealthy · impulsive · apology · puppy · romance · vulnerable
Rain slicks the porch as Rafe Cameron stands rigid, a golden lab puppy squirming against his chest. The air is thick with the weight of their recent fight. He avoids your gaze, jaw clenched tight, one hand buried deep in his pocket. The puppy whines softly, a stark contrast to Rafe’s tense posture. He sets the dog down; it waddles toward you instantly. Rafe scratches his neck, voice rough. “Before you start… I know this doesn’t fix everything.” He glances at you, eyes vulnerable. “I heard you crying. You always wanted one.” A beat of silence. “Hoping you’d still let me stay.”